Novels by Fareedatu Muhammad

Bella got home and stayed, pacing around the house, “This is really surprising. I can't even remember having a brother, let alone a lost one at that. How about his parents, how did we even get separated? Who did he grow up with that he became so rich? I need to ask him these questions." She couldn't shake off the feeling of confusion and curiosity that had been building up inside her since Steve's revelation. She had so many questions, and she didn't know where to start. As she paced around the house, she thought about all the possible scenarios, all the possible explanations for how she and Steve could be siblings.As she walked back and forth, she suddenly thought of telling Mia, her best friend, about the whole thing. Mia had been her confidante since childhood, and Bella knew that she could trust her with anything. She immediately picked up her phone and dialed Mia's number, her hands shaking slightly with excitement and nervousness. As the phone rang, Bella couldn't help but thi

"What's going on here? What do you mean?" Bella asked, her voice filled with confusion and concern. "Who and why are you referring to us as your sisters?" She looked at Steve, her eyes searching for answers."What is he talking about?" Bella turned to her husband asking him, as he stood there looking confused.Steve took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the room before focusing on Bella. All eyes were on him, waiting for a response.But before he could answer, he turned to Alex “Can you leave now? Or else I'm going to lock you up in a cell and you'll never be seen again," he said, his voice firm and commanding. Alex's face turned red with anger, but he seemed to think better of it and decided to back out. He looked at Bella and blew her a kiss, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of anger and desire. "I'll come back for you," he promised, his voice low and menacing. "You can count on it."As Alex walked away, the room seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief. Steve's eyes never lef

James meeting Miranda for the first time was a moment he had been looking forward to for a while, after the whole thing that had happened these past few days. As he walked into the sitting room, he was greeted by a woman with a bright smile and sparkling eyes. "Hey Miranda, how are you doing?" he asked, extending his hand in greeting. Miranda took his hand, her handshake firm and confident. "I'm very well, thank you," she replied, her voice warm and friendly."You've really got a beautiful place," she continued, looking around the room with admiration. "Omg, I love the arts," she exclaimed, her eyes landing on a painting on the wall. Bella and James laughed out loud at her enthusiasm. "I'm glad you like it," Bella said, smiling. "James has a great eye for art." James smiled, feeling a sense of pride at his wife's compliment.She walked over to the painting, her eyes studying it intently. "This is amazing," she said, her voice full of wonder. "Who's the artist?" He smiled, happy to

“Good evening, everyone; I want to start by thanking everyone for coming to sympathize with me over the death of my father," he said, his eyes scanning the room. "It means a lot to me and my family, and we appreciate your support during this difficult time." The crowd murmured in agreement, their faces filled with sympathy and understanding.James took a deep breath, his expression turning serious. "I also want to personally apologize for what happened earlier," James said, his voice filled with sincerity. "It wasn't part of all of these and all she said was nothing but allegations. I had never had anything to do with her, because I am legally married to my wife here, Isabella." Everyone turned to look at Isabella, who was smiling and nodding in agreement. She was a beautiful woman, with long, curly brown hair and bright green eyes. She was dressed in an elegant black dress, and she looked like she had just stepped out of a fashion magazine.James continued to speak, his voice filled

Everyone looked at each other confused, unsure of what was happening. "What are you talking about, Phil? I'm confused about your interest in this," James asked, his voice laced with concern. James shook his head, trying to clear the confusion. "Wait a minute, the lady you're talking about is Emily?" he said, his voice slow and deliberate.“Emily right here is the reason I'm in town, the same woman who does want me in her life and that of our unborn child, and surprisingly, she's here trying to pin my own child on another man who doesn't even want her. How pathetic can you be Emily?” He said, feeling disgusted by Emily's act.“Phi..Phil? What are you doing here? Ho..how do you both know each other? She asked as she stuttered.She stood there, her face burning with embarrassment, as she took to her heels, her mum following closely behind. She couldn't believe what was happening, and she just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. As they walked away.Mrs. Valerie turned to

Emily walked to the center of the crowd, trying to draw attention. She stood tall, her eyes scanning the sea of faces before her. "Attention, everybody," she said, her voice clear and strong. "I would like to make a wonderful announcement. It's a discovery I just found out minutes ago, and I'm sure it will be of interest to you." The crowd began to murmur, their faces filled with curiosity and anticipation.Mrs. Valerie, who was standing at the edge of the crowd, looked around and then back at her daughter, wondering what her daughter was up to. She walked to meet her daughter, a look of concern etched on her face. "Emily, what's going on? What are you doing?" she asked, her voice low and urgent. But Emily just smiled and continued to speak, her voice growing louder and more confident.James, who was standing a few feet away, looked around confused. His eyes searched for his wife, and he felt a sense of relief when he felt her arm at his back. They held hands, and he turned to her,